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BLOG TOUR: SOME SORT of CRAZY by MELANIE HARLOW


When a psychic tells Natalie Nixon her life is about to be upended by a mysterious stranger, she laughs it off. After all, she has everything she’s ever wanted—a successful bakery, the perfect boyfriend, and the keys to her dream house. Who could possibly make her want to throw all that away? Then Miles Haas comes back to town. But he’s no stranger—they’ve known each other since high school. Plus, he’s only around for the summer, he’s still a shameless playboy, and he makes a living writing articles for a men’s magazine with titles like 'Should You Bang the Boss’s Daughter? A Flowchart' and 'Butt Stuff for Beginners: A Field Guide.' He’s not the man of her dreams, and she’s not about to abandon everything she’s worked so hard for just for a little fun. Except he makes her laugh like no one else, smells like heaven, and wears panty-melting glasses.

Available now on Amazon! Some Sort of Crazy | Some Sort of Happy (99¢)

MY REVIEW

A Favorite of 2015!

I am crazy for this book. One hundred percent in love with everything about it. The cover, the title, the characters, the story, the sex *fans self*. All. Of. It. Natalie was super cool. She felt like the girl you just wanted to be friends with; hang out with, get a drink, tell stories, laugh all night. Natalie is strong, intelligent and fun and Melanie did an excellent job of creating a character that was incredibly balanced between "the girl next door" and the young successful business owner. I also loved Natalie's commitment to her family. Although she was a homeowner you could just tell that the Nixon family home was full of love and laughter and always the place she would call home. Miles, I love you. He was hilarious, charming, smart and incredibly sexy. Being inside of Miles' head was some of the most fun I have had reading all year. I fell in love with him simply for the way he became Natalie's champion. He encouraged her to take risks, supported her decisions and always, always wanted her to be no one but herself. I loved his almost's and his good's and the way he valued their friendship. Even when Miles used his humor to hide his true feelings, I couldn't help but be encouraged by his bravery to explore the desires for Natalie he has kept hidden for so long. Miles and Natalie could not have been penned more perfectly for one another. They were just too cute for words. Miles' small touches and flirty words reminded me so much of a boy with a big crush and his sexy mouth and hot bod showed me what a man in lust is supposed to look like. I loved the reckless way they gave in to all of their feelings and emotions and left their inhibitions out of their discovery of one another. Miles and Natalie's friends to lovers story was exciting and heartfelt and I cannot wait to see them again in book three. Or maybe their own little novella? That can happen, right Mel? I said this about the last Melanie Harlow book I reviewed and its worth mentioning here again. I don't usually read romantic comedies. For whatever reason, the humor is usually lost on me or it feels forced and unnatural. But what I love best about Melanie's books is that I never feel that way, ever. Her stories and the characters are fully flushed out and developed, so that when there is a funny laugh out loud moment, you just feel it. The humor is authentic and genuine and something that is truly shared between those characters, not just words used to fill up the page. Some Sort of Crazy has easily become my absolute favorite Melanie Harlow book. It was sexy, smart and hilarious and easily one of my favorites this year!

EXCERPT

The light was off in my room when I returned, and I could barely make out her shape under the blanket. Leaving my glasses on the bedside table, I slid between the sheets, careful to stay on my side. When was the last time a woman slept in my bed without orgasms being involved? I couldn’t think of one time, actually. I didn’t even know what to do with myself. I lay there for a while on my back, hands beneath my head, breathing slowly and deeply, trying to stay calm. But I could smell her perfume, and it was making me hard again. Fuck! Was she asleep already? Could I rub one out without her knowing? I braved a look at her, and my eyes had adjusted to the dark enough to see that she was facing away from me, curled up on her side. Long, agonizing, minutes ticked by, during which I imagined rubbing my cock along the crack of her ass, which was sticking out in my direction. Taunting me. “I lied to you last night.” Her voice was so soft, I thought I might have imagined it. Or dreamed it. “Huh?” Stop thinking about her ass. She rolled to her other side and faced me, tucking her hands beneath her cheek. “I lied last night. I told you I didn’t remember what you said to me the night we said goodbye. The night before you left for school.” I blinked in surprise. “Oh.” “Did you really mean the things you said?” “Of course I meant them. I stand by every word I’ve ever said to you.” And my cock is standing straight up right now. So if you could please stop being beautiful and sexy and vulnerable, I’d appreciate it. Thanks. She took a shuddery breath. “And yet…tonight, you wouldn’t—” “Tonight was not about us, Natalie.” “But…what if it was?” She paused. “What if it could be?” Fuck, was she serious? Because I wanted that. I wanted a night that was just about us, wanted to show her what it was like to be with someone who appreciated her. Just one night, even if it was all we ever had. But I couldn’t be the one to initiate it, not without knowing it was really OK. “Natalie,” I started, but she interrupted me. “I’m lying here thinking, a week ago my life seemed so complete, everything in order. My relationship. My business. My house. I had everything I wanted.” “And now?” “Now I feel like I’ve been missing something. Like maybe I was wrong about what I wanted. I feel…lost.” She looked at me with her huge, round blue eyes, making my whole body heat up. “You’re not lost.” Rolling onto my side, I met her forehead with mine. “You’re right here with me.” And I kissed her. Just like that, I kissed her.

ABOUT MELANIE

Melanie Harlow likes her martinis dry, her lipstick red, and her history with the naughty bits left in. When she’s not reading good books, she gets her kicks from TV series like Game of Thrones, Boardwalk Empire, Masters of Sex, Deadwood, Mad Men, and Downtown Abbey (although she wishes it were more HBO and less PBS). Melanie is the author of the FRENCHED contemporary romance series (FRENCHED, YANKED, FORKED) and the sexy historical series SPEAK EASY (SPEAK EASY, SPEAK LOW), set in the 1920s. She lifts her glass to romance readers and writers from her home near Detroit, MI, where she lives with her husband and two daughters.


 
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